Lustful Cravings (The Seven Sin Sisters) Read Free

of her powers work on him? Crap . S he never did see her mother use magic on her father. He shook his head and smiled.
    “I think I like you,” he said as he turned and mov ed to sit in the chair across from her.
    “What a beautiful thing to say to the woman you’re trying to seduce.”
    “Oh, but aren’t you mistaken ? There is no seduction necessary. We are destined.”
    “Are you calling me easy?” she blurted out without thinking . He was messing with her senses again .
    Madden laughed loudly at that, a full belly laugh. His laugh echoed into every corner of the room. Layla liked how she could make him laugh. She actually thought she might like this man , too . Though he was no pushover — on the contrary, he seemed like an alpha hero she liked to write into her books — the challenge he presented her with would be quite frustrating, she was certain.
    Once he stopped laughing and realiz ed that she sat stoically waiting for his teasing to end , he said, “I truly do like you, Layla, smart mouth and all.”
    She rolled her eyes but kept her smile. “I think I could try to like you,” she teased.
    Madden smiled a nd nodded his head, taking a sip of his beer and watching Layla over the bottle. It seemed that he never really took his eyes off her and it was unnerving. S he felt naked or at least like he was picturing her naked. Flushed with rosy cheeks, Layla couldn’t decide which was worse. She adjusted herself in her chair, uncomfortable with such intense attention.
    “Are you picturing me naked?” she squealed, her voice sounding high even to her.
    He raised his eyebrows , which made him look even sexier. “Why would you ask that?” He sounded so innocent ; though his emotions w ere still new to Layla she could read Madden well enough to know innocence was not a word to describe this man.
    “I feel different when you look at me.”
    “Hmm. Different how?” He was stalling. She knew it. Why must he answer all her questions with questions? That had to stop.
    “You answer me first.”
    He considered her, licked his upper lip and answered, “ seventy- seven . ”
    “What?”
    “I’m answering your first question. I am seventy- seven years , but with the Valendite Breed, we mature to mating age after the first fifty years . So in your terms, I am still just twenty seven which makes me five years older than you .”
    Layla heard him talking . S he was listening to his answer but couldn’t figure out how they’d gotten back here. She wanted her other question answered and she could tell Madden was going to make her ask again.
    “Do you want to know anything else? I believe you very much wanted to play th e interrogation game with me.” His grin taunted her — he was playing — and she was willing to play along . Having six sisters had taught her the fine art of bantering.
    “Not funny, Madden. You’re avoiding my question,” Layla gave hi m a pointed look. Any decent man would cower . N ot Madden, though. H e just continued to grin at her. “And I know you are aware of all my powers , so spill it. I want to know yours.”
    “Not going to happen.”
    Layla decided to change her tactics. Her hands went to the buttons on her shirt . “How about one button for one power?” she asked.
    Madden’s eyebrows lifted. She got him. Yep, he was definitely interested in this game.
    “You start,” he said. Layla popped one button. He could see the pulse point near her collarbone .
    “I can block any witchy mindreading you try on me , or that anyone else tries, for that matter ,” Madden admitted .
    “Bummer . Ok, that’s one.” Layla popped another button. He could see the top swells of her breasts and swallowed. She was fairly certain he’d seen her Circle of Magdalena sign just above her right breast, the tiny symbol for lust. Every woman had a sign on her body to symbolize the soul sin she embodied.
    He shook his head, clearing his thoughts before giving another answer, “I can use